Lyrics:

If the blues was whiskey, baby
I would stay drunk all the time
If the blues was whiskey, baby
I would stay drunk all the time
If I get drunk, baby
I will leave you behind
Way back
I love you, baby, baby
But you so low-down and mean
Yeah, I love you, baby
But you low-down and mean
You the craziest woman
I ever seen, yeah
Blow that piano, Hank
Mr. Jones, blow it long, long time
When Clark Terry blows his trumpet
He blows it big and strong
When Ben Webster plays the saxophone
He's only too down low, blow, blow, blow, Ben, blow

One more, Ben, one more, one more Ben, one more

Yeah, yeah

Yeah
Yeah